22 So Paul, standing before the council, addressed them as follows: “Men of Athens, I notice that you are very religious in every way, 23 for as I was walking along I saw your many shrines. And one of your altars had this inscription on it: ‘To an Unknown God.’ This God, whom you worship without knowing, is the one I’m telling you about.
Acts 17:22-23
Dear God, I heard a sermon on this passage this morning. Of love the idea that Paul used this as his entry into the intellectuals in Athens at the time. They thought they were so smart. They made themselves feel better about themselves by leaning into intellectualism. In this way, their gods were subject to them because they had created them. Yes, they had gods to which they ascribed power, but these were gods their minds created. These gods needed the people of Athens to survive because they only existed in their minds.
But Paul points out the one that even their intuition has told them they haven’t figured out. The one that explains the unexplainable. The one they didn’t create and don’t know. It’s quite a beautiful story.
Last night, I saw a short video with an astrophysicist talking about the James Webb Space Telescope (JWST) and what it has shown us in less than 18 months of operation.
Astrophysicists have determined that, of course with no involvement of you at all, the universe in which we live is 13.8 billion years ago. But the JWST is showing us fully developed galaxies bigger than our own that were that big that long ago. So things must be much older than they thought. As one scientist put it, it’s upsetting the applecart. The faith they’ve put in their knowledge and the certainty they have that you are not necessary for any of this to happen astounds me. It seems to my limited mind that the “belief” they have in their theories requires even more faith than it takes for me to believe in you because you are the same yesterday, today, and forever, and the god of their own mind is constantly coming up short.
I guess I’m saying all of this because I am grateful that you are not unknown to me. I don’t understand you, to be sure, but I know you. I know you’re there. I know some of what you’ve done for me, although there is much I cannot see. I don’t know what you are doing or what you will do, but I trust you. I’ve seen enough evidence to know that it doesn’t have to all work out for me in order for me to know you are in control and working all things for your good. My role is to submit myself to you and let you use me as much as possible to enable your kingdom to come and your will to be done on earth as it is in heaven as much as possible.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, thank you. Thank you that you didn’t have to recalculate your understanding of the universe when the JWST discovered new data. Thank you that you are patient with us as we fumble around and try to prove how smart we are, all the while proving how little we know. Thank you for being patient with me as I struggle to make sense of my life in the midst of trying to let go of understanding it and simply loving you. Thank you for everything you mean to me. And now please prepare me as I head back to work tomorrow after my vacation. Help me to tie into you so that you will be my only God.
I pray all of this dependent upon your grace and in submission to your will,
Dear God, I’m going to take a couple of passages out of context: Galatians 6:7-8 and Matthew 13:24-30. Well, not really. Maybe I’m actually going to focus on the context for the verses because I read something this morning that I didn’t necessarily agree with, and I want to see if I am wrong. Or at least consider if I’m wrong or right–I don’t know that I can come up with a definitive answer.
I was reading a book called Soul Care by Rob Reimer, and he used the Galatians 6 passage to talk about himself and how he had been reaping what he had sown with his wife. He said he was praying one day through issues he was having with his wife and, separately, someone at work, and you said to him, “The law of the harvest.” The he heard, “A person reaps what they sow. You can blame Jen [his wife] if you want. You can blame Me if you want to. But you are standing in a field of weeds because you have been sowing weed seeds. You have been sowing seeds of anger and selfishness. If you want to stand in a field of fruitfulness, you have to sow new seeds.”
Yeah, on the surface this sounds good, but there are simply times when people do not reap what they sow. Sometimes they are great, loving people who experience rejection and hate. Sometimes they are difficult people who find themselves surrounded by forgiving and gracious people. In the Bible, Job comes to mind (his friends and his wife giving him a hard time). Manoah and his wife and the way Samson turned out. So it made me to go Galatians 6 just now to see what the context is for the passage. Here is what Paul said to the Galatians in chapter six, verses seven through nine: “Don’t be misled—you cannot mock the justice of God. You will always harvest what you plant. Those who live only to satisfy their own sinful nature will harvest decay and death from that sinful nature. But those who live to please the Spirit will harvest everlasting life from the Spirit. So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up. Therefore, whenever we have the opportunity, we should do good to everyone—especially to those in the family of faith.”
So what I’m seeing here is the overall field of my life and how it lines up with you, your peace, and eternity. So from Reimer’s perspective and what he’s saying for his particular set of situations, the whole reaping what you sow metaphor can be true, certainly. But I don’t think it has to be true. When it comes to human relationships, one needs to take responsibility for the hurts they’ve caused and not only apologize but also strive to make it better. But it also takes the other side to respond, and sometimes they aren’t prepared to or able to respond in kind.
In some cases, I think there are other factors that can drive the outcome of a relationship. That’s where the second passage comes in. If I think Reimer is taking Galatians 6 out of context, then perhaps I’m taking Matthew 13 out of context. First, the parable of the weeds in verses 24-30 is preceded by one of my favorite parables that I’ve been looking at lately, the parable of the Sower (the farmer scattering seeds that fall in four different types of soil). But verses 24-30 talks about the weeds that are planted when the farmer isn’t looking (with you being the farmer, Satan being the weed planter, and the evil people of the world being the weeds): Here is another story Jesus told: “The Kingdom of Heaven is like a farmer who planted good seed in his field.But that night as the workers slept, his enemy came and planted weeds among the wheat, then slipped away. When the crop began to grow and produce grain, the weeds also grew. The farmer’s workers went to him and said, ‘Sir, the field where you planted that good seed is full of weeds! Where did they come from?’ ‘An enemy has done this!’ the farmer exclaimed. ‘Should we pull out the weeds?’ they asked. ‘No,’ he replied, ‘you’ll uproot the wheat if you do. Let both grow together until the harvest. Then I will tell the harvesters to sort out the weeds, tie them into bundles, and burn them, and to put the wheat in the barn.’”
The truth is, sometimes weeds get planted that we had nothing to do with. And sometimes there’s nothing we can do about them except pray to you that somehow healing will come.
Father, you know the hurts I’ve experienced and the hurts that I’ve caused. If I’ve caused hurt, reveal it to me and give me a legitimate chance to repent and make it as right as I can. For the things over which I have not control, help me to know how to respond to that as well. Give me serenity to accept the things I cannot change. Give me courage to change the things I can. And give me great wisdom and serenity to know the difference.
I pray all of this through the grace and mercy you offer me through the life, death, and resurrection of your son Jesus,
Dear God, I was driving to visit a friend this morning, and I listened to this sermon by Andy Stanley. It’s part one of a series he’s doing called “The Fundamental List.” He’s basically breaking things down into what do Christians have to believe in order to be considered Christian vs. the things that we sometimes feel are important, but might be more open to interpretation. He started with Jesus talking with the disciples in Matthew 16. He asked what the word on the street was about him: “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?” (Matthew 16:13 NLT) When they tell him that people think he is a prophet come back such as John the Baptist, Elijah, or Jeremiah, he turns the question more personal: “But who do you say I am?” That’s when Peter gives us our first fundamental: “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.” (Matthew 16:16 NLT)
So what does that mean “if” it’s true. Now, I’m not questioning its veracity. Of course I believe it. But do I appreciate what that means? If the Jesus that is recorded in the New Testament is the Messiah, the Son of the living God, then I should really learn from his example. I should love richly, forgive easily, and be a discomfort to anyone who is legalistic and focusing on the “Non-Fundamental List (whatever that may be).
I have to say that my soul has felt a little unsettled the last couple of days. I’m not exactly sure why. I’ve been on vacation, and I think part of it might be that I’m just not great without much structure and I just did several days at the beach with no structure. I need days that are more intentional in some way. Perhaps these unstructured days are good for me in that they make me appreciate the structure and the day-to-day work when I get it back.
I also had an interesting visit with a friend today. Part of it was good and part of it was hard. He said some things to tell me that were hard to hear. On the one hand, I wanted to dismiss them because it was a hospital visit and he was heavily medicated, but on the other hand, he was unfiltered and I was trying to discern whether or not you were trying to tell me something through him. I cannot tell right now in this moment, but I pray that you will lead me to the answer over the next few days.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, I cling to the fact that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of the living God. Without that, without his life, death, and resurrection I am wasting my time. I have nothing to offer you, but Jesus offered it for me. Now please lead me. Guide me. Use me. In the words of the praise song, “Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on me. Break me. Melt me. Mold me. Fill me. Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on me.”
I pray all of this through your grace and in your name,
While Paul and Barnabas were at Antioch of Syria, some men from Judea arrived and began to teach the believers: “Unless you are circumcised as required by the law of Moses, you cannot be saved.”
Acts 15:1
Dear God, I was listening to a podcast yesterday about how our current American Evangelical perceptions of the rapture came to be. It turns out that this understanding is less than 200 years old, and, apparently, started with a layman from Ireland. I don’t want to get into that here or debate tribulation/rapture stuff. Mainly because I don’t care. But this passage made me think about it this morning because this is another example of people feeling like they need to have an opinion on something and then getting it wrong.
The truth is, we know and understand so little. Your ways are not our ways. Your logic is not our logic. Your understanding of the universe is so far beyond us they do not even resemble each other. We are small. You are God. At the end of the day, the answer to almost any theological question should be, “I don’t know.”
For example, right now there is a movement among some conservative Christians to put the 10 Commandments or “In God We Trust” up in schools, as if that will really turn people around. But only two of the 10 commandments are even against our human written laws (murder and theft–although in certain circumstances, you can be punished for lying too, but only in certain circumstances). These are mostly things that cannot be legislated. They must be embraced by the individual heart and then followed as a personal commitment/decision. They won’t be followed by just putting them up on a wall as a sign that is ignored. We will only follow them when we come to the end of ourselves, repent, take up our cross and follow you.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, please help me to simply pursue you and let your fruit from your Spirit grow from there. I don’t have to have all of the answers. Frankly, I have almost none of them. I can’t tell anyone how to be a father, husband, friend, or boss. All I can offer is pursuing you, telling people how I pursue you, and then letting your Spirit grow fruit in me that they will want for themselves. But it starts with my own decision to pursue you. To observe your commandments (and not just the top 10). But to think that I have the authoritative opinion on anything as it relates to you is complete hubris, because I am a foolish man in the hands of a forgiving and loving God. Thank you.
I pray all of this because you gave me a path through the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus, and it is in his name I pray,
Dear God, I watched the video above last night about the song “Hurt.” It was written by the lead man for Nine-Inch Nails, Trent Reznor, ironically before he fell into a deep and self-destructive pattern of addiction. It was almost a premonition of what was to come. About ten years after he wrote and recorded it, Johnny Cash covered it less than a year before his death.
You’ll notice I put one word in brackets above: thorns. That’s the word that changed it from a Nine-Inch Nails song to a Johnny Cash song. Reznor was writing in hopelessness. Of just wanting to let go from all of the destruction he had caused to himself and those around him. His empire of dirt had nothing to offer anyone. Hopeless. Helpless. Those are the words that keep coming to my mind over and over again when I think about Reznor’s version.
Cash’s version, however, is possibly more about what your gospel is about than anything–any other song. YOU can have it all. Reznor is talking to the unknown “you.” The “you” who is the audience. Cash is talking to YOU.
My wife and I just watched the series “Daisy Jones and the Six,” which is based on a bestselling book my wife loves. In it, I saw a lot of empire of nothing. I saw a lot of emptiness and destruction. Self-destruction. Even one character’s sobriety was about abstaining from substances, not healing and finding healthy ways to go through life.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit. thank you for taking all of my…well, my empire of dirt. Thank you for hurting for me. Thank you for the hope that Cash had when he died. I’m sure he still had doubts in his heart that you could love him like he wanted to be loved. I pray that Mr. Reznor might know that hope. I pray that you will help me to share that hope with others. Yes, I will die one day. Yes, I will leave behind assets to my wife or divided among my children (should I outlive her). But it’s all a pile of dirt. There is a lot of pain mixed up in all of that. There is a lot of sin. There is a lot of selfishness. But you have set me free from it. As I sit here right now, I can sit here in peace. I can sit here knowing that shame doesn’t have to have a place in my life because of the crown of thorns you endured. Because of the nails. Because you cared. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
I pray all of this through the power of this amazing gift from you,
Then a mob of Gentiles and Jews, along with their leaders, decided to attack and stone them. When the apostles learned of it, they fled to the region of Lycaonia—to the towns of Lystra and Derbe and the surrounding area. And there they preached the Good News. While they were at Lystra, Paul and Barnabas came upon a man with crippled feet. He had been that way from birth, so he had never walked. He was sitting and listening as Paul preached. Looking straight at him, Paul realized he had faith to be healed. So Paul called to him in a loud voice, “Stand up!” And the man jumped to his feet and started walking. When the crowd saw what Paul had done, they shouted in their local dialect, “These men are gods in human form!” They decided that Barnabas was the Greek god Zeus and that Paul was Hermes, since he was the chief speaker. Now the temple of Zeus was located just outside the town. So the priest of the temple and the crowd brought bulls and wreaths of flowers to the town gates, and they prepared to offer sacrifices to the apostles. But when the apostles Barnabas and Paul heard what was happening, they tore their clothing in dismay and ran out among the people, shouting, “Friends, why are you doing this? We are merely human beings—just like you! We have come to bring you the Good News that you should turn from these worthless things and turn to the living God, who made heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them. In the past he permitted all the nations to go their own ways, but he never left them without evidence of himself and his goodness. For instance, he sends you rain and good crops and gives you food and joyful hearts.” But even with these words, Paul and Barnabas could scarcely restrain the people from sacrificing to them. Then some Jews arrived from Antioch and Iconium and won the crowds to their side. They stoned Paul and dragged him out of town, thinking he was dead. But as the believers gathered around him, he got up and went back into the town. The next day he left with Barnabas for Derbe. Acts 14:5-20
Dear God, not that anyone thinks I’m a god, but I certainly get way too much admiration and adulation that I deserve. I used to love it when people would be “impressed” by me. I used to crave it. And there’s a part of me that still likes it, of course, but it makes me more uncomfortable than it used to. In fact, I find myself, more and more, just wanting to work behind the scenes and not be seen. Of course, in my job, in order to do my job, I have to be seen. I have to be the front person. The face of the organization.
My biggest thing in all of this is to make sure I do my best to not promote an image of myself that is inconsistent with who I am. I want to be the same person in my private life, at home with my wife, in my interactions with my family and friends, through the work I do with my coworkers and volunteers that I am on that stage.
The other part of this is that you have given me gifts in the area of public speaking and teaching. I think I allow lethargy to maybe get in the way of what. You have planned for me in that area. For example, I’m here on vacation. I brought my computer with me so I could work on some of the writing projects I’ve started, or I could sit and just listen to podcasts, watch YouTube videos while the waves roll in. Which will I do? I hope I can look back on this week as one that was used for restoration and also for building a strong foundation in you upon which I can build.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, be my supply this week. Be my Healer, Counselor, and Comforter. Be my Friend. Most of all, be my God, whom I worship with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength. I offer this to you.
I turned on the evening news Saw an old man being interviewed Turning a hundred and two today
Asked him what’s the secret to life? He looked up from his old pipe Laughed and said, “All I can say is
Don’t blink, just like that you’re six years old And you take a nap And you wake up and you’re twenty-five And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don’t blink, you just might miss Your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads Next thing you know your better half
Of fifty years is there in bed And you’re praying God takes you instead Trust me friend a hundred years Goes faster than you think, so don’t blink
I was glued to my TV, when it looked Like he looked at me and said “Best start putting first things first”
‘Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand You can’t flip it over and start again Take every breathe God gives you for what it’s worth
Don’t blink, ’cause just like that you’re six years old And you take a nap And you wake up and you’re twenty-five And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don’t blink, you just might miss Your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads Next thing you know your better half
Of fifty years is there in bed And you’re praying God takes you instead Trust me friend a hundred years Goes faster than you think, so don’t blink
So I’ve been trying to slow it down I’ve been trying to take it in In this ‘here today, gone tomorrow’ world we’re living in
So don’t blink, ’cause just like that you’re six years old And you take a nap And you wake up and you’re twenty-five And your high school sweetheart becomes your wife
Don’t blink, you just might miss Your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads Next thing you know your better half
Of fifty years is there in bed And you’re praying God takes you instead Trust me friend a hundred years Goes faster than you think, so don’t blink
No, don’t blink
Don’t blink Life goes faster than you think So don’t blink
Dear God, I started this on Wednesday morning, but I’ve truly been so busy I haven’t been able to get back to it. It was an incredibly busy week at work, but it was good too. Very good. I’m grateful. You answered a lot of prayers–especially for our fundraising dinner Tuesday night. My wife did the invocation for about 290 people in attendance, and part of it was leading everyone in the first verse and chorus of “To God Be The Glory.” It set the tone for the rest of the night. It was inspired, and I really felt like the Holy Spirit was among us all evening. I am humbled and grateful. Did we raise money and reach our goals? Yes. But more importantly, it felt like everyone (or at least everyone I talked to) left feeling inspired and joyful. I pray they realized from all we said and did that they understood it was you they were feeling.
I was meeting with a friend Wednesday afternoon and we were talking about his struggles and stresses at work. I asked him a question that, to my surprise, seemed to unnerve him a little. I asked, “What do you do to take care of yourself?” He didn’t have an answer for it. I talked to him a day later and it was still sitting with him. He told me the next day that he was realizing he was doing a lot of religious things but he wasn’t really paying any attention to his relationship with you.
So how does all of this relate to this Kenny Chesney song? Well, the second verse has rolled around in my head ever since I heard this song earlier this week:
I was glued to my TV, when it looked Like he looked at me and said “Best start putting first things first”
‘Cause when your hourglass runs out of sand You can’t flip it over and start again Take every breathe God gives you for what it’s worth
Especially the line, “Best start putting first things first.” I think at some point when we mature as adults we wrestle with the question of what is the first thing that I should be putting first? It made me think of the “One thing” line from the movie City Slickers:
By the end of the movie, Billy Crystal’s character decided that his “one thing” was his family. That was the most important thing to him. But I’ve learned something different over the years. And this would probably hurt some feelings to hear this, but, frankly, it isn’t fair to my family to make them my “one thing.”
I was listening to a pastor interviewed in June 2020 about surviving Covid and the pastor interviewing him asked him if he had one particular message to share with people. He said (my paraphrase), “Yes. We have made an idol out of certainty. We put our certainty in our spouse, our children, our job, our health, our economy, our government, etc. But God is the only thing that is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” At that point, as I’ve recounted here many times in the past, I started evaluating all of the things in my life that caused me angst and tried to honestly evaluate whether or not they had become idols to me. And I’ve identified a few. The U.S. military was one that I am ashamed to admit was an idol. When I hear about an advancement that another country like China or Russia has over us (like hypersonic missiles), it bothers me. Why? Ninety-five percent of the world goes to bed each night without the protection of the United States Military, and an awful lot of them are Christians and yet they are somehow able to sleep. Why is that so important to me? It’s an idol I’ve used to give me a sense of certainty. I’m sure there are more idols I haven’t identified, and I’m sorry for that.
So what’s my one thing? What is my first thing that must be put first? It’s you. It’s my relationship with you. It’s the submitting of myself to the two great commandments: Love the Lord my God with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength and loving my neighbor as myself. To quote Curly in the City Slickers quote above, “[If I] do that [then] everything else don’t mean s***.”
Father, it’s hard to do. It’s so much easier to put my certainty and priorities on tangible things. But Billy Crystal’s character Mitch will one day learn that his family can’t be his one thing either. It’s not fair to them. If you are my one thing then you will make sure I am loving my family the way I need to. If I am listening to your Holy Spirit, then you will guide me into loving them well. Thursday morning, I was getting my haircut and your Spirit nudged me to pay for the haircut of the man behind me. Later, the barber told me that the man, who was there with his wife, was just laid off from a business that closed and he was there to get a haircut as he went out and applied for jobs. That humbled and delighted me. Not because I did something nice, but because I must have heard your Holy Spirit talking to me and I acted upon it. So I give you everything. You are my first thing that I will put first. You are my one thing. To quote Rich Mullins from his song “One Thing,” “Everybody I know says they need just one thing. But what they really mean is they need just one thing more.” Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, if I live the life of Job and you take away everything, I would hope that I could say that you are still the only one thing that I need.
I pray all of this through the grace of Jesus through the blood he shed for me,
And it is impossible to please God without faith. Anyone who wants to come to him must believe that God exists and that he rewards those who sincerely seek him. Hebrews 11:6
Dear God, what does “pleasing” you look like? I guess it all comes back to Jesus’s two great commandments: love you with all my heart, mind, soul, and strength and then love my neighbor as myself. That’s the faith you want me to have You want me to worship you. I’ll admit that sometimes it is hard because you aren’t as tangible as other things in my life. My worship is done more in faith that you are there to worship. That it isn’t a waste of my time (or life) to worship you above all things. To dedicate my life to you. To lay down my life, take up your cross and follow you. That you sent Jesus to live, die, and rise again to be my reconciling offering to you. Yes, that is faith. And I do have it. I do worship you.
I wrote yesterday that I have a fundraising dinner tonight. I’m about to sit and complete my thoughts and write them down so I’ll have something to go off of tonight. But I want all of it to be about you. Being your ambassador. Pointing to you. Touching the hearts of those there so they might see you and hunger for you–at least a little.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, speak to me right now. Help me to bring you glory and praise tonight. Be in the evening. I turn loose of my worldly expectations of how the night will go. Perhaps you have a completely different agenda than I have. Please show me how to love you and how to point others to you.
I pray all of this under the authority of the grace you have given me,
Dear God, I could go and try to find a scripture to go with what’s on my heart this morning, but the truth is that I just want to pray to you about the fundraising dinner tomorrow night for the nonprofit where I work. I didn’t sleep well last night. I think it was over worrying how it will go. When I was thinking about it and praying silently as I got ready for work this morning, I felt the Holy Spirit tell me that it isn’t about how much money we raise. It’s about how much glory you get and how we use the opportunity to bless others through their involvement in our patients’ lives.
So my prayer to you for tomorrow night is not about how much money we are going to raise. I have goals that I’ve put in the budget, but the truth is that the donations are not the end. They are the means. The end is people experiencing love, joy, peace, patience, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, kindness, and self control through their participation in our work. The end is that people would see loving their neighbor in a different light. The means to get there is joyfully giving to your causes, whether it is our nonprofit or others. The means is to lay down our selfishness and our burdens, take up your cross and follow you. That’s what I hope our dinner can be about tomorrow night.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, I offer you my worship this morning. Help me to give generously. Help me to understand what it means to really live the life you’re calling me to live. Help me to love my wife well. Help me to love my children well. Help me to love my family, friends, and neighbors well. I give you all of the glory for everything you are doing. I take none of it for myself. In fact, the more I can decrease over the next 48 hours the better. Be glorified, oh Lord.
I pray all of this under your authority and grace,
Now these are the gifts Christ gave to the church: the apostles, the prophets, the evangelists, and the pastors and teachers. Their responsibility is to equip God’s people to do his work and build up the church, the body of Christ. This will continue until we all come to such unity in our faith and knowledge of God’s Son that we will be mature in the Lord, measuring up to the full and complete standard of Christ. Then we will no longer be immature like children. We won’t be tossed and blown about by every wind of new teaching. We will not be influenced when people try to trick us with lies so clever they sound like the truth. Instead, we will speak the truth in love, growing in every way more and more like Christ, who is the head of his body, the church. He makes the whole body fit together perfectly. As each part does its own special work, it helps the other parts grow, so that the whole body is healthy and growing and full of love. Ephesians 4:11-16
Dear God, this sentence really struck me: “This will continue until we all come to such unity in our faith and knowledge of God’s Son that we will be mature in the Lord, measuring up to the full and complete standard of Christ.” It would be nice to think that being mature in you is attainable, but I feel so far from it.
I was on a bike ride this morning, and was thinking about how I’ve been in a bit of a spiritual lull lately. No excuse. I simply haven’t love you with all my heart, soul, mind, and strength. I’m sorry for that. I really am.
Father, Jesus, Holy Spirit, I give you this day—this moment. I’m here waiting for church to start. I commit this time to simply worship to you.
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